Big Shit

Lyrics

Eddie Ill & D.L. ft. Rawcotiks - "Big Shit" [Emcee(s): Jeff Valentino and Buttah (AKA Butta Lee)] [Producer(s): [?]] [Verse 1: Jeff Valentino] Dealing with life is like a struggling process I feel like a fucking hostage, they're trying to lock this Frame down for trying to sell keys and pounds. Most of Us are locked down, the cops clear the corner A few turn informers, they're snitching, telling stories In the camcorder. Man, they're out of order But death will be the penalty for spilling our plans on The enemy, they gain another enemy, pursuing a weak Identity. Dial on the Grey long, they're acting kind Of strong, got caught up in the game, now their dick is on Their palm, they're singing songs on the family to drop an A1 Felony, but come around the way, you'll be a memory "Remember me?" will be the only words heard You little herb, now you got served, now your soul is with the birds Up in the clouds. Don't try to come down now 'Cause if you do, once again, I get your life expelled, and I'ma Shoot myself so we could both see each other in Hell Fuck a cell. I'm gonna excel my own lyrical Format. You're think you're all of that? When me and You contact, yo, you're best to watch your back 'Cause me and my niggas don't give a damn, and when we Get down, you know we always fucking slam. Yo, the Cops and the loot are dividing groups, most of us Ain't troops no more. Yo, I'm feeling the war [Hook: Jeff Valentino and Buttah] Big cars, big money, big jewels (Big shit) Big hips, big tits, big dicks (Big shit) Big deals, big man, big heist (Big shit) Big hearts, big sparks, big tour (Big shit) Big cars, big money, big jewels (Big shit) Big hips, big tits, big dicks (Big shit) Big deals, big man, big heist (Big shit) I got bagged, I got rich, I didn't snitch—big shit [Verse 2: Buttah AKA Butta Lee] A true Hustler, government name stained, a coke game, can't complain Money changes hands like heads alternating brains In my hostile plane, terror attacks are official Hollow-point, constant missiles ejected from hot pistols. Street Corners is wild, I'm used to niggas acting foul like when Custodies be on the block, they be like, "Buttah can't be found," but I'm down Down for what? Murderous schemes, we're plotting how to Count, to rake green, lusting for pile like duplicitous teens My A-P-T's effective when macking, sex, bugs Stashing drugs. Snitches live? Bucking slugs. My personal Thugs, Jeff clip 'em. How many victims? Wrap 'em up And ship 'em, using silencers to keep it quiet For the system. In the jungle, I play the big Game hunter, making more noise than thunder, scratching off All serial numbers in two counties The streets couldn't drown me, the project cops couldn't house me [Hook: Jeff Valentino and Buttah] Big cars, big money, big jewels (Big shit) Big hips, big tits, big dicks (Big shit) Big deals, big man, big heist (Big shit) Big hearts, big sparks, big tour (Big shit) Big cars, big money, big jewels (Big shit) Big hips, big tits, big dicks (Big shit) Big deals, big man, big heist (Big shit) I got bagged, I got rich, I didn't snitch—big shit [Verse 3: Jeff Valentino and Buttah] I seen It all, from rich to poor, honey-dips going raw To get pregnant 'cause they see the large investments. Got you Niggas up in settlements, illegal aliens Trying to become residents, it's all about the presidents. I knew This cat, yo, he's always blunted, he drives a 500 Looking around like he always want it. He just Does things to let niggas know he's getting paid But what he don't know is that he's digging up his own grave. The cash'll change A nigga quick at the flip of a dime, giving me Bad signs, but I made mines with my own rhymes. It ain't My fault that you're wasting yours on drugs and whores Trying to show off while I was busy opening stores. In this world Of drugs, sex, murder victims, and suspects Innocent bystanders, be weary who busts next [Hook: Jeff Valentino and Buttah] Big cars, big money, big jewels (Big shit) Big hips, big tits, big dicks (Big shit) Big deals, big man, big heist (Big shit) Big hearts, big sparks, big tour (Big shit) Big cars, big money, big jewels (Big shit) Big hips, big tits, big dicks (Big shit) Big deals, big man, big heist (Big shit) I got bagged, I got rich, I didn't snitch—big shit